"God dammit", he sighed out loud.
"five fucking years now..."
In five years he has had only bad nightmares.
torn by wolves, chased by homeless, friends dying,
late for work, cliff falling, teeth loosing, eating alone,
girlfriend murdering, forgetting to do home work.
even in his lucid dreams he suffered.
he tried to figure out something to keep them away.
praying, sleeping with spear, drinking water, fasting,
ritual, sacrifice, tv, stereo, women.
nothing helped him get healthy.
all he can do is day dream of sleep with the black nothingness.
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